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⊱morganite rossa⊰

⊱morganite rossa⊰

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@vanillarosesКнигианглийский

eyes like a moonlit night, lips like "morganite rossa" .

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Посты

  • Girl to Girl: Normalize saying "This isn't how I want to be loved for the rest of my life" and move on. You are somebody's dream. Neveeer settle.

  • I heard someone say: “I’m healed enough to close the door, but human enough to still look at it sometimes” And damn I felt that in my bones .

  • I don't hate you. I just can't keep choosing someone who won't choose me the same way .

  • 23 февр.1 03310

    No one talks about how hard it is to be cold when you actually have the sweetest soul inside .

  • It must feel crazy to hate me and watch the universe love me .

  • 22 февр.1 31331

    It must feel crazy to hate me and watch the universe love me .

  • How do I explain that I lost interest but not the feelings .

  • 20 февр.1 70120

    She was poetry, but no one knew how to read her .

  • 6 февр.1 16410

    I’ll never forgive. I don’t chase closure. I watch karma do the dirty work. As Miley Cyrus said, “They say it’s bad karma being such a heartbreaker.” I’ll be right here, waiting for it to hit.

  • I hope my daughter gets my eyes, not my sensitive heart .

  • I collect glances like old letters; folded, faded, but never forgotten .

  • Romantic, not fragile .

  • i stopped explaining myself when i realized you only heard what you wanted to .

  • she laughed like someone who forgot how to cry .

  • she didn’t want attention. just a moment that felt like a movie scene .

  • her silence isn’t empty; it’s filled with poetry, unsaid "I love you"s, and the sound of a piano played at midnight .

  • you are not too much. you were just born in a world that fears depth .

  • she walks like she’s in a black and white film, but her dreams are all in color .

  • wearing vintage sadness and a designer smile .

  • i'm not just a girl; a symphony of softness and strength, woven with stars and silent courage.

⊱morganite rossa⊰ — tgindex